Director: Matthew
Bright | Starring:
Kiefer Sutherland, Reese Witherspoon, Bokeem
Woodbine, Brooke Shields
Released: 1996
| Runtime: 110m
| Rating (out of 5):
*½ |
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I think it's officially
time to declare Kiefer Sutherland's career a disaster. In this 90's
retelling of Little Red Riding Hood, Kiefer is so bad I want
to go to his fuckin' house and blow it right the hell down.
Amazingly, Kiefer doesn't turn in the worst performance of the film
-- that honor is left to the Amazonian Brooke Shields. Kiefer plays
a character named Bob Wolverton (how subtle) who is a good guy by
day, but a serial rapist on his off time. He basically picks up hitchhiking
chicks or women in distress on the side of the highway and rapes them
in his car. Little did he know he'd run into fifteen-year-old Reese
Witherspoon, who is escaping a life where her mom and stepfather were
just thrown in jail for various drug and abuse charges, among others.
She is (surprise) on a mission to go see her grandmother (who lives
in a trailer, not a house). She's a tough girl (to say the least)
and doesn't take crap from anyone. So Bob picks her up after her car
breaks down on the highway, tries to rape her and she shoots him through
the face. She then escapes to Mexico, becomes a hooker and gets arrested.
Lots more crap happens, and all of it is relatively disturbing and
gross. In no particular order: Witherspoon has a lesbian experience
in jail with a suicidal insomniac, Bob smokes a cigarette through
a tracheotomy hole in his neck, Witherspoon kicks a security guard
in the crotch and beats somebody to death with a food tray, Bob ends
up looking like a horrible freak after being shot and drools a lot.
So, here's this violent, emotionless girl who shoots a seemingly innocent
guy in the face while robbing him -- or at least this is the story
that Bob and his girlfriend (Brooke Shields) tell the police after
his little incident. Eventually, Witherspoon is brought in to face
the music at a trial, while the state charges her with attempted murder
and a host of other things, with nobody realizing that Bob is in fact
the I-5 killer everyone has been looking for. Meanwhile, Shields overacts
horribly and Sutherland looks so ridiculous with his scary makeup,
it's a wonder anybody can get through this movie. The only bright
spot is Witherspoon, who certainly acts over-the-top, but is somehow
compelling as this completely unlikable sociopath. Once again, the
screenwriter cannot end the movie without gunplay (see reviews of
Hurricane Streets and Lawn Dogs) and completely
ruins what was already a pretty shitty movie with one of the worst
endings of all time. OK, maybe not the worst, but to give you an idea:
there is a freeze shot at the end in which you get to see how truly
freaky looking Reese Witherspoon is. So, this film is basically a
piece of crap, but I'm sure some reviewers out there (Ebert included)
will try to make it into something it's not: clever and deep. [HBO]
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